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You had changed, beauty uninterrupted but different somehow. I couldn't put my finger on it.

Like you couldn't hear me or didn't want to. I decided to let you be. I got up to use the bathroom and thought I would go look for my scattered belongings. Maybe I could find a scrap of leftover dignity while you rested.

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I loved you still. I caught a glimpse of my reflection, a weaker version of myself looked back.

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When I came back from the bathroom you had moved another row farther. I knew I was losing you.

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